The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-09-16
The Bells Burning Words.
From the Arkahsalu Traveller.

From the ArkGhsdlU Traveller.
The front door of a magnificent residence
closed with violent slam. Anthony Jenlo
muttering angrily, came down the steps The
door opened and little boy, bright-eyed and
full of mischief came out
Won't you bring me something's" the child
called
mo, l won't the man harshly replied
You are so mean that l ought never TO give
you anything"
Il didn't mean to be bad
''Yes you did. You are getting so that there
is no living in the house with YOU
You don't love me then, do you?''
Nobody can love you when you are so bad"
won't you let me kiss youg'
mo, won't, Go back into the house."
Jenlo hurried away He was going to dis
tant part of the State to be gone several days q"
Il ought not to have spoken to the little, fellow
that way" he unused when he had boarded the
train. He took newspaper from his pocket,
glanced at the headlines of a fearful calamity
and his eyes fell upon an item headed, "A lite
boys sudden death" He turned the paper
over and the first thing he saw was "A child
drOwnedrn
Il ought to have kissed him." he unused.
But was fretted. " he said, in apology to him
self "A man that's worried over business as
the time
The first thing he heard upon stepping off the
train at the end of his journey was the shrek
of a child. He shuddered, and little face,
dearer TO him than his own life, suddenly arose
before him Even while engaged i'm the trans
action of bis business, he constantly heard, in
the sweet, but troubled accents of child, the
words: You don'tlove me, then, do your
At night he went TO the theatre. A little boy
ran out on the stage. Jenlo went to his hotel
He tried to read. you don't love me, then, do
your
He went to bed, but could not sleep He
tossed, cold, aud then feverish. midnight
bell rang out the words, you do not love me-
then, do youg" At last, be slept. He saw sew
eral men carrying something covered with a
black shawl, on litter. When the men saw
him. they put down their burden and hid their
faces. He lifted the black covering and saw
the mangled body of his boy With groan he
awoke. II must go home" he said. II will
not wait until morning" He went to the sta
ton. A train was just starting. He would not
suffer himself to doze. IL was evening when he
reached home. AS he neared his house he heard
a man. in speaking to a companion, say that
the body Of the boy had not been recovered.
The little fellows father, they say, is away
from home"
Yes so understand"
Jenlo hurried along the street, my Godr'
he said, lis that hearse In front of my housey
No, it's n carriage further down"
Everything about the house was still. He
shuddered as he opened the front door and
entered the hall. Then there came a loud veil
Of delight, and his boy bounded down the stairs
In his arms; thank God"
What did you bring mey'
II didn't bring you anything, precious. but
to-morrow you may have anything you want"
I've had lots OF fun since you've been gone"
said the boy, while the father, In prayerful hap
piness, still pressed him 20 his bosom. Il got a
old cat up on the fence and throwed stones at
her, and she spit at me. and said 'Wow-ow: and
Willie Babcock punched Der with a stick aud
she spit az him and said 'Wow.cut er row"
The quiet sleep Of a thankful heart visited the
fathss that night NO midnight bell rang out
burning words curly head rested on bis arm:
q face 81 sweet mischief Ia repose nestled close
10 bis bosom.
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